ياO قَبْرُgrave ماthat which لِلْمَجْدِbelongs to glory عِنْدَكَwith you فَاحْتَفِظْso safeguard
يا قَبْرُ ما لِلْمَجْدِ عِنْدَكَ فَاحْتَفِظْ
بِمُهَنَّدٍwith a sword of Indian steel ماnot كُنْتَyou were مِنْamong أَغْمادِهِits sheaths
بِمُهَنَّدٍ ما كُنْتَ مِنْ أَغْمادِهِ
O grave, what belongs to glory is in your keeping; guard well
O grave, glory is naught to you so keep
a sword of Indian steel whose sheaths you were never among.
Muhammad safe, for you were not one of his shrouds
تَشْتاقُyearns مِنْهُof him الْعَيْنُthe eye مِثْلَthe like of سَوادِهاits dark pupil
تَشْتاقُ مِنْهُ الْعَيْنُ مِثْلَ سَوادِها
وَيَضُمُّand enfolds مِنْهُof him الصَّدْرُthe breast مِثْلَthe like of فُؤادِهِits heart
وَيَضُمُّ مِنْهُ الصَّدْرُ مِثْلَ فُؤادِهِ
The eye yearns for him as for its own dark pupil,
Eyes yearn for him like their own dark centers
and the breast enfolds him like its own heart.
And hearts cleave to him like their own cores
Sol 6.1